Ever since she left the dimly lit room that inhabited her long lost caveman and beast, her heart wouldn't stop aching. It ached but her mind knew that would be the last time she would easily fall victim to his charms. When Prisana knew it was him, she couldn't contain the whirlwind of emotions that came as she finally saw him again.
Of course her delusional mind made thoughts that he would vow beautiful truths so she gave herself to him. Instead, he vowed the ugly truth. He couldn't ever love her and that opened her eyes to another loveless marriage.
As Prisana stumbled out into the reception hall, she lay eyes on the loveless marriage. That loveless husband who ran toward her in quickened hushed breaths. It must all be an act—His hazy blue eyes desperately searching her messy ruffled dress. Even the way rage boiled its way onto his bronzed skin was well played.
"Prisana!" he shouted, his rage quieting as he found her swollen red eyes. "...You were crying."
